Wednesday, April 29, 2015

New Release: The Devil's Wingman

Blurb: After the death of her father and her own serious issues, Kara
Maven decides to move back to her hometown to complete her senior year
at Belman University. She settles into life on campus when her world is
shaken by a handsome bad boy with a knack for being in the wrong place
at the wrong time.

Dominic Benenati is a half-demon Damamah, or
whisperer, whose role on earth is to ensure Hell’s population thrives by
pushing humans to act upon their sinful thoughts.

To complicate
matters, enter Cayden Adams who is an angel determined to save Kara from
Dominic’s influence. But does Kara really want to be saved?

Excerpt:
Acting
on a whim, I brought my hands up and pressed my palms against his
cheeks. They burned like a fever. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get used to
that.

His black eyes latched onto mine. I waited as he
struggled with something internally, pain and confliction clearly
written across his face. Eventually, his expression shifted, the hard
planes of his features softened into a sweet smile. As our faces drew
closer, my breathing became ragged ...with anticipation. When he wet his
lips, it was nearly my undoing. My chest heaved with expectation,
trembling each time his breath crept across my skin. I looked into his
eyes; the crimson specks were recessing, like a fading tide within a
murky sea of black ink. They were hypnotizing.

“If I am under a trance, don’t ever rouse me,” I murmured.

His
eyes glimmered just before he pressed his warm lips to mine. Our mouths
moved together in perfect unison, as if they were molded to fit one
another. The kiss deepened, and together we were swept away by our
unraveling emotions, pawing at one another as though each other’s breath
was the only oxygen we had.

When we finally parted for
air, we both stood staring at the other, panting. Dominic took my
hands, his touch warming me like a soothing balm.

He
cast his eyes down to our intertwined fingers, his long lashes fanning
out over his high cheekbones, and he said, “My fraying willpower makes
it hard to walk away from you.”

About the Author: I work full-time as a zoo curator, so when I'm
not running a zoo, I'm trying to tame the one I live in! I have two
kids, and a husband who sometimes acts their age. I can usually be found
jamming to Elvis Presley tunes, or diligently chipping away at my
never-ending 'to be read' pile. I tend to gravitate toward anything
paranormal. I love creatures who fly and characters who sprout fur or
fangs. Sprinkle some romance and magic into the mix, and I'm a happy
girl!